So true. I've got my grandpa's old ugly gun he called it. It was his deer gun. Its a British 303 from WWl. Its been sporterized. Ive thought about getting another stock for it and restoring it but its how my grandpa had it so for now it stays the same. The funny yet scary story with that gun is. He was cleaning it one day and grandma kept telling him it was loaded. He had it pointed right at her. They argued back and forth for awhile and finally grandpa got pissed and said "See its not loaded" he pointed it at the floor and pulled the trigger. He blew a hole in the floor.
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No joke. The funny part of the story is. After that happened he put the lid off of a mason jar over the hole. That was before I was born. To this day you can walk in the house and if you step there you can hear the metal thump thump of the lid. We use to step on it on purpose and ask him what that was. He'd look at you and say shut up. We'd laugh.
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